Teksty:
War Of Ages Desire

: Desire is over taking me Arousing the essence of my soul Bow to the pressure While tearing your life apart Your denial causes A simple pathetic plea

:] "...The Kingly Dead will Haunt You Forever Now Glittering Treasures are not to Steal...They are Sacred..." In Past Ages of War and Conquer Battling for My Immortal Desire

yet & are you alive? Let's reinvent the gods, all the myths of the ages Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests [Have you forgotten the lessons of the ancient war

son of great Loda was conqueror still, And blew on the Whistle their requiem shrill. Till Robert, the lord of the Cairn and the Scaur, Unmatched at the bottle, unconquered in war

now what we were meant for. We were born and bred for war. We're scared and plagued with pain. Yet without hesitation we're sent out in the middle of a war

:] "...The Kingly Dead will Haunt You Forever Now Glittering Treasures are not to Steal...They are Sacred..." In Past Ages of War and Conquer Battling for My Immortal Desire

Through hostile land Drifting through killing fields Alive and dead Craving infernal fire With blood stained desire... I saw them feast upon My dying blood... Some ages

error revealed. The unparalleled pride of the ancient one now splintered through all the ages. With glory for one the ideal is lost, as is the war:

men will die at one man's desire and the docile mass will yield all through the ages men will die before their time in an everlasting war as long as